Chapter 2647: Retribution
The edge of the ancient sword shone across the West Mountain.
The sword intent in the sky seemed to have become real, and the sky and the earth were filled with illusory sword shadows.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qian Chongyao, holding the ancient sword tightly with both hands, and the sword light instantly wrapped Qian Chongyao up.
"Pull out the ancient sword."
Qian Mubai stood in the distance, holding his breath completely, and at this moment, he couldn't help but yell at the top of his lungs.
This time, it must succeed.
King Beichang stared at the ancient sword with his eyes fixed.
The sound of thunder rang in his ears, and the seven-color immortal calamity fell on Luo Feng.
At this moment, the nerves of several great sword immortals were also tense, and they were extremely nervous.
The moment that concerns the fate of the Wanjian Domain... The light of the ancient sword is bright and shining in the sky.
After a moment, the edge of the ancient sword gradually withdrew.
Boom! Qian Chongyao also encountered a recoil force, staggered back a few steps, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His face turned pale instantly, and he fell to the ground.
Failed.
Qian Mubai's brain seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was completely petrified and motionless.
"No, it must be possible."
Qian Mubai rushed over frantically, jumped up, rushed onto the boulder, strode away, and came to the ancient fairy sword.
"That's right, Mubai, try it quickly."
Qian Zhongyao roared, "Seven stars in a row, the king is coming.
Wanjianyu is the world of swords. Today, the king of swords will definitely be born. That person must be in the West Mountain.
Remember, this is Wandai City, the territory of our Qian family, and the king of swords is destined to be named Qian."
Boom! Boom! Boom! When everyone's attention was focused on the ancient fairy sword, Luo Feng's Immortal Tribulation was already in progress.
Seven-color thunders descended one after another, and Luo Feng's eyes were lightly closed, using the seven-color thunders of the Immortal Tribulation to shape the seven-star fairy body.
Even Luo Feng didn't know that the ancient fairy sword had appeared.
"Qian's boy, hurry up."
At this time, King Beichang also roared loudly. In his mind, a sentence that the man said ten thousand years ago suddenly emerged, "One day, someone will pull out this sword. That person will be the master of the Immortal Sword and the Guardian of the Seven Stars."
The Master of the Immortal Sword, the Guardian of the Seven Stars.
King Beichang suddenly looked up at the sky.
Seven stars in a row! This moment is completely in line with the words left by that person in the past.
Then, the Master of the Immortal Sword will definitely be born today.
King Beichang looked at Qian Mubai with expectation.
There are not many people on the West Mountain now, and Qian Mubai still has a certain chance to become the Master of the Immortal Sword.
Qian Mubai walked to the front of the ancient immortal sword, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth suddenly, and held the ancient immortal sword with both hands.
Exactly the same.
The ancient immortal sword instantly burst out with a brilliant edge.
However, after a few seconds, the sword light disappeared, and Qian Mubai's body was shaken away.
Still failed.
King Beichang's eyes were filled with despair.
That meant that the Master of the Immortal Sword would be in the other camp.
King Beichang raised his head and looked at Luo Feng who was going through the tribulation. "The human race has such a monstrous young man. If there is another Master of the Immortal Sword..." King Beichang looked desolate. "The alien race in the far north will never be able to turn over."
"Maybe..." King Beichang suddenly opened his eyes to the extreme, looking at the young man in white who was baptized by the seven-color tribulation thunder. "Could he be the one that the ancient immortal sword is waiting for?"
King Beichang's body could not help but tremble violently.
Now on the West Mountain, only this young man of the human race has this qualification.
"Why can a human race be so blessed by God."
King Beichang's eyes flashed with unwillingness. "The most powerful race in the universe is obviously not the human race..." Boom! Another seven-color thunder of the immortal descended on Luo Feng.
After the seven-color thunder of the immortal thunder circled around Luo Feng, it disappeared without a trace.
Luo Feng sat cross-legged all the time, his expression calm and composed, without a trace of ups and downs, as if the person who was going through the tribulation was not him at all.
"Isn't the Immortal Tribulation also known as a tribulation of nine deaths and one life?"
Liu Feng Sword Immortal couldn't count how many times he was shocked by that guy today.
He thought of the time when he went through the Immortal Tribulation, it was a real tribulation of nine deaths and one life, and he tried his best to fight against the tribulation thunder.
In the history of Wanjianyu, there were also many people who fell in the Immortal Tribulation.
One step away from Immortality, there will be no Immortality in this life.
"Is he going through the tribulation or absorbing thunder."
Songhe Sword Immortal couldn't help but speak, "The seven-color Immortal Tribulation Thunder, all fell directly on him."
"Not a single waste."
Dingyang Sword Immortal had a dark face.
They were all subconsciously comparing their own Immortal Tribulation.
The contrast was too great.
"Luo Feng is not going through the tribulation, he is just on vacation."
Liu Mei laughed playfully and breathed a sigh of relief.
Qian Chongyao and his son had no way to pull out the ancient immortal sword, the King of Beichang could not escape, Luo Feng's Immortal Tribulation was so smooth, everything was moving in a good direction.
They never dreamed that they would be the ones who laughed last at the Immortal Killing Conference in Xishan today.
"Old Dog Qian wants to run!"
Tang Da'er's voice suddenly shouted.
Mo Zhongxing and others looked over.
At this moment, Qian Chongyao and Qian Mubai rushed in one direction.
The situation was over.
They no longer had any hope.
Now they could only think about saving their lives.
"Stop them."
Several great sword immortals subconsciously rushed to chase.
However, someone was faster.
One after another, dark green arrows suddenly broke through the air.
The fierce light in the eyes of King Beichang flashed.
"You, don't even think about abandoning me and running away."
Swish! Swish! Swish! Qian Chongyao's face changed drastically.
The place where he and Qian Mubai were was too close to King Beichang.
It was a critical moment.
The protective fairy light on Qian Chongyao's body shone, blocking the attack of the dark green arrows.
However, at this time, a shrill scream came from behind.
Qian Chongyao's body shook violently, and he turned back suddenly.
Qian Mubai was pierced through the heart by three arrows from the dark green sword.
Blood splattered, and his life was gone in an instant.
"Mubai!"
Qian Chongyao's voice was hoarse, and he roared wildly, completely unaware that King Beichang's attack had come again.
Thousands of arrows pierced his heart.
Qian Chongyao didn't even have time to react, and he fell directly not far from Qian Mubai.
His eyes were wide open.
Until the moment of his death, he couldn't believe that he and his son would die in the hands of King Beichang.
At this moment, King Beichang was completely crazy and was still attacking the bodies of Qian Chongyao and his son, "It's all because of you rubbish that you ruined the Seven Stars in a Millennium, and now you want to abandon me and run away on your own, you... deserve to die!"
The figures of the five great sword immortals paused, and looked at the scene below, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble slightly.
For a while.
Guo Xinyu sighed softly, "To associate with the devil, you will eventually play with fire and get retribution."
Mo Zhongxing looked at King Beichang coldly, "This evil devil, his life has also entered the countdown."